Comfy chairs where I can curl my feet up under me
That spot just inside Disneyland where you can first hear the music and you know you're really there
Every part of temple grounds
The family room at my parents' house
The library, especially corner tables where I can plug my headphones in and work uninterrupted
Comfy chairs where I can curl my feet up under me That spot just inside Disneyland where you can first hear the music and you know you're really there Every part of temple grounds The family room at my parents' house
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He came up to me while I was concentrating on something else, hand outstretched. "Miss B? Here."
I took the small paper he handed me and almost automatically said, "Thanks," but kept answering the other student's question. When I finally took a second to glance at the paper, this is what I found: Why is it that late at night my brain suddenly wakes up? I can be exhausted the whole day, but come bedtime I start to think of all the things I need to do the next day, what I should have already completed but didn't, funny things I heard at school, complex problems I still don't know how to fix. My body is exhausted, but my brain keeps saying, "Oh, come on! I need you to think about all of these things right now! We can't wait until tomorrow!"
i heard today from one of my students that our bodies get used to the amount of sleep we get as children, so even as adults we need lots of sleep. Maybe I should go back in time and tell my younger self to sleep a little more so my brain would get used to some sleep. This week my students read an article about sneaking food into the movies. They found evidence for both sides of the issue, and today they had a debate in class. It was such a fun activity, and they got SO into it! Here are some quotes from our discussions:
"Teacher, I have FACTS. Everyone, listen to my FACTS." "I'll wait until you're all ready to listen to me." "I think it's wrong, but I'm still going to do it." "I sneak food into the theater all the time! I sneak Rancheritos, McDonald's, Panda Express...my sister-in-law just has a huge bag we put everything in." Oh, middle school. How I love you. I've mentioned this before: on my next birthday (just under 11 months from now), I will turn 30. I created a bucket list of 30 things I want to do this year called my "30 by 30," and I have been AMAZED at how determined I am to actually do all 30 of those things. I'm one of those people that is good at setting goals but not the greatest at keeping them, but somehow this little bucket list has stuck.
Which is why I keep slicing, even though every night so far I've been late. It's why I signed up for a half marathon and persist in training even though I really don't like exericse. And it's why I'm looking for a place to host the perfect garden party this summer (fancy hats encouraged, of course).
8:00 Hit snooze on my alarm
8:30 Force myself to get out of bed and get ready for the day 9:30 Presidency meeting (I am a leader of a women's organization in my church congregation. Today we talked about an upcoming dinner activity, a few women who need support, and the fact that I am moving soon and will no longer be serving in this congregation.) 10:30 Make cookies to deliver later 11:00 Scripture study and prepare for church 11:45 Off to church! 3:15 Home - dinner time (and by dinner I mean just finding whatever I can that looks good because I am SO hungry), look at old family pictures with my mom, relax 4:45 Deliver cookies to a friend who just had knee surgery 5:30 Visit my grandpa 6:30 Back to church for a fireside about grace, faith, and growth 8:00 Game night with friends - my team lost at Wacky Six 9:30 Leave my friends' house only to find that it has been snowing. I have to find my coat and ice scraper to wipe off my car. 9:45 Home at last! Get ready for bed and plan for the upcoming week 10:15 Realize that I haven't sliced yet - late again I was busy today, but somehow I still feel rested and ready to take on the week! Bring it on, Monday! The best part about going to a volleyball tournament is the people watching. There are the players: some hyper, some super focused, some that look a little confused by the maze of courts we're sitting in. And then there are the spectators. The parents, the grandparents, siblings, and friends of the girls on the court. Many of us are on our phones, waiting for our team to play again. One woman is knitting. A coach, chomping his gum, tells each girl where to stand between every volley. A mom kneels on the edge of the court, behind the coach, and yells instructions to her daughter. There are hundreds of stories here.
My sister's team is starting. Time to cheer! I wasn't even part of the argument,
Just an observer, Taking sides in my head But not out loud. Even when it turned personal. Even when I, somehow, got pulled in. Even when everyone else let it go. I'm still holding my tongue. Today I signed up for my first half marathon. Am I crazy? Maybe. But here are some reasons I decided to sign up, even though I HATE running (with a passion):
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